The arrival of Jane as time flows backwards

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Federico Delfrati

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She comes down slowly
She swings and floats through the early morning mist that wraps the beechwood
She touches the first leaf, then down straight, through and through
Getting stuck, weighting down
Branches and blue fruits, ants and cuckoo's nests raise around it
First crackling, many and heavy, then thin and few and silent
As she slithers through the first sun rays, thousands and thousands of ears, noses and Eyes
Ears, noses and eyes
Their amygdala enslaves them for the silver beast that joins them mighty
She stops on the ground
From her body, a thin silver rope begins to move again, upwards
This time it twists, it shakes, animated by the unpredictable unknown
Danger. Danger. Danger. Danger. Danger
Fight or flight, fight or flight, fight or flight, the forest is paralysed
Fight or flight, fight or flight, fight or flight, the forest is paralysed
The rope disappears above the beeches
Her two feet stand in a red circle, she just sprayed on the grass
She pulls out a notebook from her chest pocket and draws a point on its last page
And then she moves

The sun and the moon spin between her feet and her head faster and faster
Spinning as fast as a hoola-hoop, spinning as fast as a spinning top
As fast as a million flickering lightnings yellow and blue, yellow and blue, over and over And over
It's so dark and it's so bright stroboscopically and her steps keep sucking the grass up in Front of her
Sometimes next to her, the shadow of a house blips into existence
Sometimes it appears a person with a very, very frightened look
Sometimes it's a person that looks like the other person before but it's eating a banana With a fork
And it disappears while turning his head slowly towards her
At the same time appears a dog urinating on the statue of a third person
That looks like the first two persons but it's all colorful and masculine
And holds a marble banana like a sword
And she keeps walking through this discotheque that throws matter everywhere around
Shadows of lookalikes repeat and repeat, repeat and repeat
They pop and burst in and out of existence in the thousands for every blink of her eyes
The landscape is a multitude of matter chaotically swirling in every direction
But somehow she's calm as if she doesn't care
She flips through the pages of her notebook, throwing pieces of paper around
Discarding mistakes and wrong sentences

And then the whirlwind of things and beings loses its energetic drive
Slows down by itself and the figure is alone
She stops

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